Chapter 157 Traces
The first dawn after Huorong's death.
Near Fortress No. 76, most of the area is buried in the abandoned scavenger camp by yellow sand.
"Sir...sir?"
Wu Man's voice kept ringing in his ears, forcing Wang Jixuan to wake up from his trance.
In fact, he is quite critical at this moment.
Wang Jixuan's mind was still echoing with the cries of reluctance and the chanting of Buddhist scriptures. It was very painful, but with the harmony of his Mahayana remnant soul, the magic power and Buddhism reached a certain balance.
Just like Tai Chi Liang Yi Taoist methods pursue mutual restraint and mutual growth.
This was a brand-new perception that helped him improve his understanding of the Great Dao, and also made Wang Jixuan vaguely understand the shortcomings of his own martial art "Qingping Jue" in some aspects.
Unfortunately, this kind of realization is only a superficial taste;
The previous seven or eight hours of continuous pain only gave me relief for more than an hour.
Wang Jixuan opened his eyes, his left eye had golden pupils, and his right eye was blood-colored, and then quickly returned to green light. A shallow breath spread out from around him, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Wu Man was almost stunned.
The boy was carrying a tray with bottled water and a freshly made sandwich.
He whispered: "Sir, you haven't drank or eaten for a long time. It's time to eat something."
Wang Jixuan nodded with a smile, took the tray, and extended his spiritual consciousness outward.
Uh, a lot of people.
A large number of troops have surrounded this place.
Several familiar figures were resting on simple beach chairs, and the instructor Black Shell was among them.
This guy Zhou Zhengde is also here, wearing a blindfold and sleeping soundly.
Both Mudan and Lingtong seemed to be injured.
They were in a large supply truck not far away. Lingtong was receiving maintenance from the robotic arm. He had some bandaged wounds on his body, but fortunately they were all skin injuries.
Most of the peony's body was burnt black, and a data line as thick as a thumb was connected to the back of its neck. Beside it were seven or eight researchers, analyzing and correcting the peony's data with various instruments.
A little further away, Wang Jixuan could see the billowing black smoke rising from Fortress No. 76.
According to the practice in war zones, at dawn, the bodies of fallen soldiers began to be burned collectively.
"Has the fighting stopped?"
"Yes sir, we won miserably."
Wu Man sat on the wooden box nearby and whispered:
"The second-generation half-human mecha arrived and quickly eliminated all the invading psykers.
"After Mr. Huo Rong was killed, they adopted a cage tactic to control the remaining psykers in the space from the first to the fourth floor to prevent them from being trapped and fighting.
"Sir, you don't look good."
Wang Jixuan:......
He looked inside and saw that his meridians were in a mess, the sea of ​​qi was autistic, everywhere in his body was filled with demonic energy, and some areas were blocked by Buddha's light.
Good guy, is he a fellow practitioner of Taoism, Buddhism and Magic?
The Taoist priest sneered.
He just borrowed the skills of Buddha and Demon. His own nature cannot be lost. The conflict between Buddha and Demon's skills also made Wang Jixuan extremely painful.
"I will be a useless person for the next half month, cultivate my health and recuperate, and find ways to resolve these sequelae."
"I will protect sir," Wu Man said seriously.
Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You can do it. Just call them. I want to talk to instructor Black Shell and Zhou Zhengde. By the way, tell Chief Lingtong that I'm fine."
"good."
Wu Man nodded in agreement and ran out of the dilapidated house.
Wang Daozhang looked at this simple residence. There were some wooden furniture everywhere, and there were two bones in the next room.
Scavengers are a group of humans wandering between fortresses.
They are usually exiled criminals, or individuals expelled from the fortress, and some are liberal humans who are unwilling to survive in the "large underground cage" of the fortress.
Wang Jixuan was a little curious, so he put his feet on the ground and walked around to take a look.
Last night, I was afraid that I would lose control and kill people. After arriving here, I regained my consciousness. My spiritual sense found that I could hide here, so I rushed over with Wu Man, and asked Wu Man to recite scriptures and use his spiritual power to suppress his rampant evil energy.
The magic power can no longer be used in the future, and this time it has reached the edge of becoming a demon.
People are all complex, and few people are simply good or evil. The three natures of man, god, and beast are intertwined, which is the foundation of human beings.
The same is true for Wang Jixuan. He has evil thoughts, lustful thoughts, and lustful impulses in his heart, but years of hard training has allowed him to control these impulses.
The fundamentals of spiritual practice are, firstly, to pursue the unity of heaven and man, and secondly, to prevent oneself from being controlled by desires.
What the magic power arouses is his murderous intention and desire for destruction.
'The next step is to engage in Buddhist teachings.'
'It has been confirmed that the spiritual cultivator civilization exists, which means that as long as the spiritual cultivator civilization is aware of the danger, they may allow all psykers to 'awaken' and transform from Mo Feng to Huo Rong. This pair of psykers
Overall, the overall improvement is quite large.'
'In this case, I will play with you, and I will come up with a method for training my mind power and using my mind power, which is only the third most powerful force in our spiritual world.'
'It depends on whether you can catch it.'
By the way, the top five forces in the spiritual world are Tao, demons, Buddha, Taoist cultivation, and evil.
While he was thinking about it, a can caught his attention.
Wang Jixuan carefully picked up the can, blew off the yellow sand on it, looked inside, and found pieces of rolled-up 'letter paper'.
This is paper torn from the page of a book, not the letter paper of the Eight Classics.
It must have only been abandoned for five or six years, and the paper is in pretty good condition.
Wang Jixuan took out one sheet, spread it out carefully, and saw the neat handwriting written in pencil on it.
[Food began to run out again, or rather, there was not enough food. Fortunately, one or two boxes of supplies occasionally deliberately dropped by passing convoys allowed us to survive until now. I am still repenting of the sins of the past, but Misha
She is innocent. I hope there is a chance for redemption and she can return to the fortress. God? I no longer have any hope for it. If there is a god, maybe the blade beast is more like it.】
Are they some essays?
Wang Jixuan opened the second one, the third one...
[I don’t know how to describe the beautiful scenery tonight, the desert, the starry sky, and the bonfire. We sang songs by the bonfire and shared two grilled fishes. This oasis is our paradise. However, this paradise should not last too long.
After a long time, a more powerful village is trying to move here. They have dirty their water source and it is full of garbage. But it doesn’t matter. I, a fake water quality engineer, should be able to find a more suitable settlement.]
[The Blade Beast seems to have no interest in us. I heard that the Blade Beast is launching an offensive at the border again, which makes us panic. After all, if the border defense line is breached, we poor bastards without fortress protection will be the first to be slaughtered. However,
I heard from an old man in his fifties who had lived outside for more than thirty years.
People say that once a group of blade beasts rushed past him from the edge of his sight, but they did not come over and chop him. The blade beasts seemed not interested in lone humans. This is the first great knowledge point. I hope I have the opportunity.
I can compile an encyclopedia, a small encyclopedia, for Misha and her future children.]
[We have run out of fuel and wood. We have demolished a wooden house. This winter has been too difficult. Solar panels have become our only source of energy. Fortunately, we have collected enough water plants before. The fleet of the fortress
Some supplies were left for us. Praise for the fortress, although the fortress does not need praise. What is more pessimistic is that I have no wood to cremate myself after death. This joke seems to have no technical content.】
The handwriting on a piece of paper is somewhat scrawled.
[The small encyclopedia may not be able to be written. I am sick, and Misha is together. It must be some infectious virus, maybe a severe flu. Obviously, we can no longer keep up with the migration. I hope this sandstorm will pass.
, our residence will not be buried, Misha and I can survive. Misha is not actually my biological daughter, she is an orphan I met when I was expelled to this wilderness, and
It is all my spiritual sustenance. I really hope she can live in the fortress, where there are no infectious diseases, clean water, a nursery full of joy, and a central city that is actually not that bad. I am a godless person.
I am not very good at praying, but if prayer is useful, I am willing to pray... God, can you save Misha... Please... I will exchange my soul with you...]
Wang Jixuan put the notes back into the can, walked to the side of the mostly collapsed bedroom, and saw the two bones clinging tightly to each other.
It can be seen that the bones with much smaller skeletons died slowly next to the bones with larger skeletons.
A little girl guards her father's body.
Wang Jixuan took the tray over, opened the water, opened the sandwich bag, and placed it at the end of the bed. He put his left hand against the leg of the skeleton, lowered his head and recited the Sutra of Saviors silently.
After a long time, Wang Jixuan lit a little real fire, looked at the two white bones wrapped in flames, and turned around silently to leave.
From beginning to end, there was no change in his expression.
Zhou Zhengde and Black Shell were already waiting outside.
…
"Why are you back? This place is in danger."
Wang Jixuan asked Zhou Zhengde.
Zhou Zhengde shrugged slightly: "They asked me to come over to apologize for the military region. The sneak attack by the psychic capital this time was a work error of their intelligence system. Then, I, the only genetic inheritor of the Commander-in-Chief, came here to show that they accept
Determination to defend."
Wang Jixuan was a little helpless to complain, and said calmly: "It's just the enemy who did evil, don't blame yourself too much... Instructor Shell."
"Well," Black Shell whispered, "Although it is inappropriate to say this, please don't worry, we are already carrying out retaliatory actions. These are videos of attacks on the secret bases of three psychic cities. We destroyed these psychic powers.
The author’s lair…”
"No need to show me these."
Wang Jixuan raised his hand to refuse, looked at the old instructor with a smile, and said slowly:
“Limited by time and mutual trust, our previous cooperation was actually subject to certain restrictions.
"This Huorong raid made me change some of my previous concepts.
"Instructor Shell, I want to open a class, a very simple class. I plan to divide the students in this class into three groups.
"One is the psychic group, with Zheng Shiduo as the leader, Ji Xiao, Ji Yale, and you select three to five people who must be absolutely trustworthy.
"One is the half-human mecha group, Lingtong, Shenhai, and others. They need to be reviewed by Lingtong. The number is equivalent to the psychic group.
"One is the loyal wingman team. I want seven new loyal wingmen to protect my safety."
Black Shell was stunned for a moment: "What does the classroom mean?"
"I want to build a group of forces that can fight against S-class psykers as soon as possible."
Wang Jixuan smiled gently:
"I will report the specific situation to you in class. It will be fine if the class starts today. I am ready. In addition to these students, Lao Fu, Instructor Shell, and other second-generation half-human mechas can also attend the class.
"Everyone just put a projection here. I know you are very busy, and the defense of various places needs your coordination.
"The enemy is not as simple as they appear. The blade beasts have not wiped out all humans. It is very likely that they have reached strategic checks and balances at a level that you have not seen."
"Okay," Black Shell nodded immediately, "I'll do it right away! You rest first, there will be at least two second-generation half-human mechas on duty here."
"I will also need a large amount of special ores in the future," Wang Jixuan said. "I will send the list to Zheng De and get it as soon as possible. I will use my own methods to strengthen the defense of Fortress No. 76."
He wanted to set up a formation to protect the mountain.
He had never considered that a strong enemy like Xing Dian would come to serve as a spy, and it was also his fault.
Every time you take a step, you gain wisdom.
Building a mountain protection formation and fixed killing and trapping formations for Fortress No. 76 should allow him to practice here for a longer period of time.
The black shell turned and ran away, constantly saying something to the communication channel.
Zhou Zhengde breathed softly at the side, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said with a wry smile: "Two S-levels died in your hands."
"That's their honor."
Wang Jixuan couldn't help but yawned and said with a smile:
"Do you want to learn some self-defense skills? How about becoming the monitor of my small classroom?"
Zhou Zhengde:……
"It's not impossible. What skills can I learn?"
"Class Administration."
"Forget it, I get a headache when I see the word "administration". I have been asked to read a lot of related books recently."
"The situation is a little less optimistic."
Wang Jixuan also put his hands in his pockets and whispered:
"There are a lot of secrets in the Psychic City. It would be wise for me not to nuke those six old guys. If the Psychic City gets out of control, or the current balance of power is broken, a type of incident is very likely to happen."
"What incident?"
"Psychic Awakening."
Wang Daochang organized the language:
"When I killed Huo Rong, I specifically looked at her memory fragments and used some disgraceful methods.
"I found something very interesting inside. She is the goddaughter of Liu Lao. She was raised by Liu Lao in her early years... I don't know what it is called here. Over there, it is usually called Ding Lu."
"Cauldron?" Zhou Zhengde was a little confused.
"Worse than a cauldron."
Wang Jixuan curled his lips and shrugged:
"There are not many memory fragments.
"I was so cruel that I almost steamed her soul dry.
"I vaguely saw the process of her awakening.
"A stone wall, surrounded by water. She knelt in front of the stone wall without any clothes. Characters made of flames flashed on the stone wall. Then she mastered the method of becoming a flame bringer. The flame bringer is herself
I understand, it's that kind of flame giant.
"One of the six elders, a woman who looked like she was in her forties, was standing behind Huo Rong. When Huo Rong was about to pass out, she knelt down and saluted the stone wall.
"There is a strange being behind the stone wall. It is most likely a spiritual practitioner, but I am not sure what its condition is."
"Is there a spiritual cultivator behind the Six Elders?" Zhou Zhengde glared and asked, "Are you keeping the truth?"
"No truth," Wang Jixuan muttered, "I speculate that this spiritual cultivator may not be in an awakened state, but I do know that there must be information about spiritual cultivators in a place."
"where?"
"The cave where the pillar-level blade beast sleeps."
Zhou Zhengde rolled his eyes: "Then you might as well kill me."
On the supply truck ahead, Lingtong had already put on his robotic arm, opened the door and jumped out, looking at Wang Jixuan with a cold face.
"Wang Zheng, we need to talk."
Chapter completed!